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Post by Moonbelle on Aug 16, 2007 22:48:59 GMT -5
Cliffpaw and his mentor entered the Forest Strip. He looked expectantly at his mentor.
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Post by Spottedheart on Aug 16, 2007 22:54:45 GMT -5
Oakpelt replied," Today I will teach you the smells of the forest and how to hunt them!"
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Post by Moonbelle on Aug 16, 2007 22:56:40 GMT -5
Cliffpaw nodded. He looked around, and then at his mentor.
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Post by Spottedheart on Aug 17, 2007 12:13:03 GMT -5
"First we mst learn the scents of the forest. What do you smell Griffpaw?" Oakpelt asked.
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Post by Moonbelle on Aug 17, 2007 15:31:29 GMT -5
Cliffpaw sniffed the air. He looked as his mentor. "I... smell... mouse." He meowed.
(have you seen both Honeypaw and Cliffpaw's bios?)
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Post by Spottedheart on Aug 17, 2007 19:00:22 GMT -5
(Yeah)
"Very good job Cliffpaw!" Oakpelt praised. It seemed Cliffpaw was still a little unsure about his surroundings..
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Post by Moonbelle on Aug 17, 2007 20:57:50 GMT -5
(He isn't unsure. he is just increadibly shy)
Cliffpaw looked down. "Thanks." He meowed quietly.
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Post by Spottedheart on Aug 18, 2007 19:18:57 GMT -5
"Hey Cliffpaw. Do you have any special talents? Like scents, fighting, defending? Anything like that?" Oakpelt asked. Cliffpaw seemed shy so she was just trying to become a little closer to him."
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Post by Moonbelle on Aug 18, 2007 20:43:31 GMT -5
Cliffpaw looked at his mentor and shook his head. "Not that I know of." He meowed quietly. "Am I supposed to have a talent?" Cliffpaw asked franticly.
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Post by Spottedheart on Aug 19, 2007 13:50:58 GMT -5
"No! Of course you don't have to have a talent, you silly furball! Do you like doing a certain thing?" Oakpelt asked.
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Post by Moonbelle on Aug 19, 2007 16:45:25 GMT -5
"I don't know. I havn't done much yet." He meowed.
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Post by Spottedheart on Aug 19, 2007 20:20:25 GMT -5
"Okay." she said "Let's go over here and see what you smell."
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Post by Moonbelle on Aug 20, 2007 19:50:16 GMT -5
Cliffpaw nodded and followed his mentor. When the reached the spot Oakpelt had suggested, he stuck his nose in the air and sniffed. "I'm not sure what that scent is. I have never smelled it before." He meowed.
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Post by Spottedheart on Aug 21, 2007 14:45:28 GMT -5
(What should the smell be?)
"That is the smell of..." Oakpelt started.
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Post by Moonbelle on Aug 21, 2007 20:10:09 GMT -5
(i don't know. a dead fox or something?)
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